“Leaking sacks of mutated maggots?" He raises his perfectly arched eyebrow as though I'd just failed my verbal insult exam.”

“They're not ‘fellas.’  They’re not anywhere near human. They’re nothing but leaking sacks of mutated maggots, just like you.” Lookswise, he and the other angels I’d seen were closer to living Adonises, complete with god-like faces and presence. But inside, they were maggots for sure.”

“Desari reached up to trace his lips. ‘You have a perfect mouth, Julian. An amazingly perfect mouth.’He arched an eyebrow at her. ‘Just my mouth is amazing?’‘You are such a man.’ Her eyes laughed at him. ‘You need constant reassurance that you are magnificent.’He nodded. ‘Magnificent. I like that. I could live with magnificent. Good choice of words, lifemate.”

“Life is too short to spend hoping that the perfectly arched eyebrow or hottest new lip shade will mask an ugly heart.”

“Promise not to kill me?"A razor smile spread across his face."Will you at least try?"He arched an eyebrow. "I can try.”

“You can’t be that sure,” he said, the anxiousness absent from his voice.I raised an eyebrow, and my mouth pulled to one side. “Wanna bet?”